Унесенные ветром

Chapter 24

           Galvanizedbytheauthorityinhervoice,Porkapproachedthewagonandfumbledatthebackboard.AmoanwaswrenchedfromMelanieashehalf-lifted,half-draggedherfromthefeathertickonwhichshehadlainsomanyhours.AndthenshewasinPork’sstrongarms,herheaddroopinglikeachild’sacrosshisshoulder.Prissy,holdingthebabyanddraggingWadebythehand,followedthemupthewidestepsanddisappearedintotheblacknessofthehall.

           Scarlett’sbleedingfingerssoughtherfather’shandurgently.

           "Didtheygetwell,Pa?"

           "Thegirlsarerecovering."

           Silencefellandinthesilenceanideatoomonstrousforwordstookform.Shecouldnot,couldnotforceittoherlips.Sheswallowedandswallowedbutasuddendrynessseemedtohavestuckthesidesofherthroattogether.WasthistheanswertothefrighteningriddleofTara’ssilence?AsifansweringthequestioninhermindGeraldspoke.

           "Yourmother"hesaidandstopped.

           "AndMother?"

           "Yourmotherdiedyesterday."

           Herfather’sarmheldtightlyinherown,Scarlettfeltherwaydownthewidedarkhallwhich,eveninitsblackness,wasasfamiliarasherownmind.Sheavoidedthehigh-backedchairs,theemptygunrack,theoldsideboardwithitsprotrudingclawfeet,andshefeltherselfdrawnbyinstincttothetinyofficeatthebackofthehousewhereEllenalwayssat,keepingherendlessaccounts.

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